Friday, 8 May 2015

A Potential Date!

Sing me lullabies,
we'll fall asleep with the flow.
Gaze with me, at the skies.
How far can we go?

***

Silence has lost it charm,
inner voices scream anew.
Frondescence of a beautiful farm,
Cascading drops of  autumn dew.

***

Don't you leave, 
I'm not done yet.
Oh wait.
Well, at least have a cup of coffee with me.
We'll enjoy a good book maybe,
or let's just go on a date!

***

And then he comes, 
in his black limousine.
Lends her a hand & off she flies.
It's fine, 
the guy's rich.
Never mind, 
she was a bitch!

***

Your memories,
they vanish in the ember.
I finish my hot coffee,
as I wake up from my slumber...

***

Friday, 24 April 2015

Surreal Imagination.

Howling dogs, hooting owls.
Stars obscured behind the clouds.
Cool breeze stroking my head, 
as I fly.
Rustling leaves beneath the sky.
 
***

The night begins with dusk,
ends with dawn.
Searching for my dreams,
I stroll this vast expanse of lawns.
 
***
 
 
Tired, I crawl into my bed.
For dreams are my only solace, 
from this terrible pain, 
the misery of infatuation.

***

The glaciers melt, 
reflecting light from the oceans.
Deeper & deeper, the treasure lies.
the chest full of perceptions.
Oh, seek the profound devotion.
 
 
***
 
I find you sitting inside a pearl.
Smiling at me, conjuring my visions.
Just then, I discover the harsh truth.
Broken hallucinations.
 
***
 
You're gone, 
I can't feel you now.
Sitting inside the pearl,
I lock myself with my shadow.
Such desolation.
I wait for the morning sun,
 to wake me up and end this surreal imagination.

***

Is it over? Yet?
 
 

Tuesday, 14 April 2015

What Would You Do? (Song)

Speak your heart, every time they said.
Free your mind, never be afraid.
The guns are blazing, across the wall.
How can you rise, if you don't fall...

Burn your ashes, in vanishing skies
Keep trying, till they despise.
Cause, what makes you old, will make you wise.
Don't you trust, every one's disguised.

Chorus: What would you do?
When you're drowning too deep...
What would you do?
When the nightmares haunt your sleep...
What would you do?
When your life is all broke...
What would you do?
Would you fight back or hide under a cloak...


 Your fears they scream, louder than your hope.
You're too fucked up, so you just dope.
Never say die, your dreams they yell.
When your beautiful heavens, turn into hell.


Chorus: What would you do?
When you're drowning too deep...
What would you do?
When the nightmares haunt your sleep...
What would you do?
When your life is all broke...
What would you do?
Would you fight back or hide under a cloak...


Win your battles, my dear friend,
Don't let them drag you, to the end.
Struggle and snatch, what's been yours.
Why knock, when you can break the doors?


Chorus: What would you do?
When you're drowning too deep...
What would you do?
When the nightmares haunt your sleep...
What would you do?
When your life is all broke...
What would you do?
Would you fight back or hide under a cloak...

Whispered at the end:  (Do your best. Forget the rest.)


Sunday, 5 April 2015

Seclusion.

Come enter my dreams.
My own world, where happiness beams.
Secluded from reality,
lies a playground of fun.
Slide past the rainbow or swing past the sun.

***

Discover the truths that lay behind this universe.
Believe in what you see.
Break out of this curse.
Make yourself free.

***
 
Enjoy what you love, 
this place is endless and without fears.
But when you wake up,
make sure you don't stay here.
The brutal reality slaughters your dreams.
Crying in pain, your soul screams.

***

Everything seems pale and gray.
Put aside that ash tray.
Mildly intoxicated thoughts, wander wild.
Don't you kill your inner child.

***

Demonic intrusion deceives morality.
Social seclusion breeds finality.

***

Tuesday, 10 March 2015

Twilight.

Sinking clouds, beneath the hills.
Glow worms hovering,
over the tangerine sky.
Crescent Moon,
arising beyond the smog,
the blinding fog.
Fragmented glimpses of interstellar beauty.

***

The dust settles, 
on sleeping caterpillars,
Freezing cold scatters all over.
Hanging upside down, 
the squeaking bats,
 muddling with this melodic silence.
Fireflies pervade the trees,
Birds singing lullabies.

***

Serene ambiance,
extensive paradise.
Of calm river and blooming water lilies,
the ripples disperse, across the land.
Mystical oculus, 
receding candlelight.
Of creeping shadows,
and hooting owls,
Together they all,
bask in this glorious twilight!

Tuesday, 3 February 2015

The Martyr.

He was panting,
 choking for air, he couldn’t run
“I’m sorry. I’ll give you anything! What do you want?” he cried
“Nothing, just your life, bastard.” I said
The bullet released itself from the gun,
penetrating his heart, his life began to fade.

***


Silence stuck across the aisle.
Death gripped his soul,
thrusting him into an abyss.
Life drifted away another mile.
Heavily, he collapsed on the ground,
losing control.

*** 


I smiled, as he breathed his last,
Lighting the cigarette from my pocket,
soaking in the tobacco vapors,
as time slipped past.
Leading an isolated life,
being a killer is never easy.
Death is my only friend
Betraying him every time,
made my life dizzy…

***

The noise of wailing sirens grew louder,
It seems the cops are here!
The sound of footsteps approached closer, towards the dark.
One by one they rummaged near the motionless corpse,
sniffing it, the police dogs bark.

***

 
“He’s dead, Sir”
“Yes.”
“There are more..”
“Hmm..” I replied
Walking past the horde, my eyes glistening with lust.
I crushed the cigarette under my feet.
Another one died, another life gone to dust..
As of Death,
Death will some day cheat.
And when that day befalls,
The bitchy karma, will be there to greet!

***

 
I languidly strolled ahead,
to discover the terrors behind the wall
There was a slight movement
But before I could react,
the resonance of gunshots filled the hall
ONE, TWO, THREE AND FOUR…
The bullets pierced my body.
I crumbled on to the floor.

***

My vision started to dwindle,
As, I recollected the voice of my father.
“Bless me Dad, I’m leading from the front!” I said
“Go on my brave lad, make your country proud!”
Dad, I guess this is it,
finally, death and I meet..
I lay there silently,
amidst the chaotic flood,
in a crimson pool,
of my own blood.

***

I gradually detached myself,
 from this world,
as the other side,
of the dusk unfurled…

***



Wednesday, 28 January 2015

Don’t You Grow Up, My Child!

The morning sun, gleaming through your eyes
The cool breeze, caressing your gentle smile.
The world stands before you, waiting to be explored
Your curious innocent mind starts wandering,
through the mysteries that sprawl in its woods.

***

 
Your desires tempt you,
towards this mystic illusion
But, don’t you grow up my child,
for this world is just an immense void of seclusion.

***

 
This endless utopia you seem to relish,
is on the brink of its closure
Make sure you exploit it,
before you find yourself surrounded by greedy ambitions and fuckin’ hypocrites.

***

You’re whining and throwing tantrums, I see,
to abscond, from your cradle full of toys and flee.
You’re aching to walk on your own,
with all the strength in your tender bones.
You’re bored crawling on the floor
But, don’t you grow up my child,
you’ll eventually walk out through the front door,
to explore this world full of ambiguous fallacies,
And, I won’t be able to see you anymore…

***